Okay, apparently people are upset that everybody is still alive, and it's obvious to me that nobody will ever believe a single word that Mr. Camping says ever again, despite his brilliance at conducting mathematical calculation on things with no mathematics.

The next end of the world date is for 2012, but that one is obviously false, since Mexicans came up with it. I can't even trust Mexicans not to over water my rose bushes.

The next date after that is kind of a long shot. 2060, predicted by Issac Newton. Of course that one is false, considering that Issac Newton was full of shit. He invented gravity as a practical joke, yet people still take it seriously.

I'm making an end of the world prediction of my own. Spoiler alert; we're all going to be dead in 101 years.

I predict that the world will end on September 24th, 2112.

My reasons are simple. I chose September 24th because it's exactly six months and one week after March 17th. I chose 2112 because it's a palindrome, and it just seemed fitting for this prediction.

So, the world will indeed end on a Saturday, like Mr. Camping predicted. However, it will be Saturday, September 24th, 2112.